Monday, July 21, 2008

Sunday, July 20, 2008

What is the first thing that comes to your mind when you read or hear the words "Your money of your life".. I first thought of a stickup.. being robbed, being robbed of my money. Then I reflected on the phrase a little more, "Your money or your life"... Step away from the phrase for a minute and realize exactly what it means.

Are you doing what you love or are living for money. I see it around me all the time, I see people that live their lives for money. I myself can be accused of living my life for money. I need to think deeper.. what is more important money or my life, what part of my life am I giving up for money.

While reading some other random blog I came across an excellent post, so I am going to repost it and put it in my words.

No matter what your profession how good are you at what you do? World class? National or local level? Are you one of the 2 out of 10 who spend most of their lives doing what they are best at? How can you find out?

Look at the guideline below to see if you are in the 20% or not. The more the activity has the four qualities below the more it indicates strength is in play. And the more our strengths are at play the better we could be at specific activity. So the more you feel the following way the bigger chance is you are good at what you do:

1. You are successful. There are happy customers, solved problems, great presentations. Others are praising you.

2. You can’t wait to do the thing. You prefer it to other stuff. You do it happily for free.

3. Once in it, you are immersed. Deeply in it. Lost track of time…

4. Once finished, the good feeling stays. It remains there.

Those of you who know me can read the above and realize that I am doing what I am good at, I may not be meant to run a buisness but I am supposed to be working on computer systems.

Please watch these three videos and then tell me.. Are these people good at what they do? Are you doing what your good at to this level and if not.. why..

Once upon a time, there was a large mountainside, where an eagle's nest rested. The eagle's nest contained four large eagle eggs. One day an earthquake rocked the mountain causing one of the eggs to roll down the mountain, to a chicken farm, located in the valley below. The eaglet hatched with the brood of chicks and grew up with them.

All his life the eagle did what the barnyard chicks did, thinking he was a barnyard chicken. He scratched the earth for worms and insects. He clucked and cackled. And he would thrash his wings and fly a few feet into the air.

Years passed and the eagle grew very old. One day he saw a magnificent bird above him in the cloudless sky. It glided in graceful majesty among the powerful wind currents, with scarcely a beat of its strong golden wings.

The old eagle looked up in awe. "Who's that?" he asked.

"That's the eagle, the king of the birds," said his neighbor. "He belongs to the sky. We belong to the earth-- we're chickens."

So the eagle lived and died a chicken, for that's what he believed he was.

I hate these tree hugging, bleeding heart liberals trying to ruin all the fun... speaking of watching videos about stuff, my Ipods battery is dead.. Instead of getting a new battery I think I should just buy the new one I saw on TV the other day.